"I don't think that's going to work...." Yes, that's it, just sit back and watch and don't do anything. Not even offer some advice that could be help. "Maybe you should just shoot it down." HELPFUL advice, not everyone has the same feeling about birds as you do. 

         ' Hey, kid. Can ya reach my back for me? I can't seem to itch it. '

FNAF is a no, no.

          ❢ ; Cue the male plopping to the floor, legs crossing.           "Hey, hey, has a sidewalk ever grabbed your feet while           you walked by, or am I special?" Abel, that's still not how           tripping works.

[x] Quickie.[] Tongue.[x] Softly bite your lip.  (If anything just to tease him)[] We wouldn’t.[] Long and meaningful.[] Let’s hit up the bedroom.[] You remember last time?[] Awkward…[] Lol no.Would I go out with you?[x] Yes, definitely.  (she'll go on a date with anyone)[] No.[] I want to, but it wouldn’t work.[x] Maybe. [] Nope, you’re like family.[] You’re cute, but probably not.[] Just simply not my type.[x] If I knew you better.[] Already did.[] I don’t know.If we took a picture together, we’d be…[x] Hugging each other.[] Just chilling.[x] Holding hands.[] Kissing.[x] Acting dumb.[] Normal picture.[] You holding me from behind.You are…[] Cute/Pretty.[] Good looking.[] Sexy.[x] All of the above You + me + room = …[x] Movies.[x] Cuddling.x[] Hanging out.[] Kissing.[] Playing games.[] Everything.[] Wouldn’t let you in.You should…[x] Hit me up.[] Be mine.[] Marry me.[] Reblog this so I can send you a heart.[] be studyingIf we got married, I’d…[] Divorce you.[] Make kids.[] Take your money and bounce.[] Smash every day.[] I would cheat on you.[x] Be faithful.[] Kill you in your sleep [] We wouldn’t

stole it when he didn't notice

                                                                                                                                The witch to murmur softly,                                                                                                                                 form lingering at a safe                                                                                                                                 distance beyond a tree.                                                                                                                                 Of course she would play as if                                                                                                                                 anyone were to                                                                                                                                 attack her;                                                                                                                                 she was a wanted woman.                                                                                                                                 Her form hunted for her                                                                                                                                 extensive knowledge upon                                                                                                                                 magic and topics forbidden;                                                                                                                                 lost in time.                                                                                                                                 She was further known                                                                                                                                 as ‘The Cursed One’.                                                                                                                                 A single grey optic visible                                                                                                                                 from beyond the hood of                                                                                                                                 her cloak, silence settling in                                                                                                                                 wait for the reply.

                           Maro was seated in the sandbox, hands currently filled with piles of sand. The castle he was making was not a castle at all, it was just a small pile of sand at the moment. But he was trying his darn best!